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Post by thefleetsin on Sept 19, 2019 22:55:26 GMT
can't move a muscle unless the lord is in the hustle
i could tell you there's a god that loves you and he wants me to be driving around in a mercedes oh i could tell you about the time he healed my scabbies and throw in a side of what i thought were dog bite induced rabies oh i could tell you but you'd only hear me if i worked at a chick-fil-a and i was your bitch having your second or third baby with a pipeline to government cheese and all the just add water gravy you can carry alongside the statue of the virgin mary that's spotting your electric bill oh i could tell you but i'm wrapped up drinking swill some pastor sold me as the tears of gethsemane.
sjw 09/19/19 inspired at this very moment in time by you take the high road while i rob your bankroll and i'll be in bahrain before ya.
from the 'beguiled series' of poems
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